Hazelnut Coffee...

I am sorry.

I am sorry

that I could not help.

Was there anything

that I could have done???

To keep you here,

in the present, and not the

past where you lay, where

you kept yourself for so long.

What was it about the "good ole"

days you've loved so much, love, love, love...

To be loved by you,

was an event.

You shouted about love,

you threw yourself against love.

You threw yourself away from

love.  To hide. To conceal.

To love only for that moment

and hold onto that for as long as

you could, until YOU needed another fix.

Speaking of a fix...my fix nowadays is 

hazelnut coffee...when I met you I was

hooked on French Vanilla, after you

and I shared that cup of hazelnut, I was

hooked.  You are my cup of hazelnut

coffee.

I realized that I am so much of you.

I took so much with me, from you

through the years....not just a cup

of coffee......I hope you know that

much...

 

Love you Always, Always

~Kamela